A few days later.

Minato International Airport.

"Big brother, you must be more careful when you fly over this time!"

Lu Ziming said with a worried expression.

Now that Sun Zhi is going to fly to Citigroup on the other side of the ocean, even Lu Ziming can't help but be very worried about the other party

After all, when it comes to Citigroup, everything there will definitely be different compared to China.

Besides, Sun Zhi is not familiar with life, and they don't know if something happens.

"You stinky boy, can't you hope for me to be better?"

Sun Zhi scolded with a smile, and then raised a foot and kicked at the other party's buttocks.

"Big brother, you give me some face, in case it is not good if it is seen by my employees or partners."

Lu Ziming said with some complaints.

I don't know when it started, and the whole group of Daheng Group knew that he Lu Ziming would be kicked by Sun Zhi.

Even some of his business partners often joke about it.

Lu Ziming was also very helpless about this.

"By the way, big brother, when you go to Citigroup this time, don't you really plan to talk to Uncle Zheng Kai and them?"

Lu Ziming asked suddenly.

Hearing this, Sun Zhi waved his hand indifferently, and said with a smile: "I won't inform them, so I don't have to worry about my mother-in-law on the road, hehe."

"When I'm gone, contact me as soon as I have anything, understand?"

Sun Zhi said with a smile, and then handed the contact number of the hotel he had booked a long time ago to the other party.

Seeing this, Lu Ziming nodded very seriously.

That's when he suddenly realized something.

Why doesn't my eldest brother even have a translator by his side?

Maybe it's been prepared for a long time, just waiting for the plane to land, right?

Lu Ziming thought secretly in his heart.

As everyone knows, Sun Zhi himself can speak English, and he speaks a fluent Wall Street accent.

Otherwise, he would not have relied on speaking English to pry tens of millions of investments from Tianfeng Investment Group.

Not much.

Sun Zhi's international flight also began to enter the check-in stage, and he simply explained to Lu Ziming and got up to leave.

Next he's going to fly to Citigroup.

Although Sun Zhi had been to Citigroup many times, he had never seen Citigroup in the eighties and nineties.

I don't know if it will be different from what it used to be.

Not much.

on the plane.

"Hello sir, do you need coffee or coke?"

The stewardess walked over and asked with a smile.

"Bring me a glass of boiled water, thank you."

"Okay, please wait."

The words fell, and after a while, Sister Time and Space handed Sun Zhi a glass of water.

Seeing this cup of steaming boiled water, Sun Zhi's mouth also showed a little smile.

Enjoying the luxurious seats under him and the very luxurious decoration of his private space, he couldn't help but sigh slightly.

The first-class cabin of international flights in the eighties and nineties was so high-end, it seems that those rich people would really enjoy it at the beginning.

Thinking about it, he casually flipped through the shelf next to him, found an English newspaper, and flipped through it.

It's just that after watching it for a while, Sun Zhi gave up.

Because he simply can't read it.

Although he is very fluent in spoken English, and even has a purer Mi-style pronunciation than most Citi people, he is far less proficient in writing than speaking.

In an economic report article, there are a large number of professional terms, and Sun Zhi can't understand it at all.

After discovering that he had nothing to entertain at all, Sun Zhi simply closed his eyes and rested.

However, before he could rest for long, he felt a gentle knock on his cubicle door from outside the hatch.

"Sir, excuse me to interrupt."

The voice of the flight attendant came.

"Huh? What's going on?" Sun Zhi asked with some confusion.

"That's right, there is a passenger in front of me who is not feeling well, has been vomiting and needs to lie down to recuperate."

"I don't know if you can give way to that lady."

The stewardess said a little nervously.

After all, people who can afford to sit in the first class of international flights are not easy to mess with.

If one is not careful, he may lose his job.

And she asked three people in a row, but they were all rejected by the other party mercilessly.

"Okay, no problem." Sun Zhi nodded.

He didn't think anything like that was the case.

After all, there will be no loss of meat for the other party, and according to the description of the flight attendant, that person does need to recuperate.

"Thank you so much, sir!"

The flight attendant's surprised voice sounded, and then Sun Zhi saw the two of them walking slowly over with a very weak woman.

Seeing this, he hurriedly closed the door of the cubicle, and waited for everyone to lay the woman flat on the seat.

Sun Zhi also noticed the identity tag hanging on the professional uniform worn by the other party.

On the gilded identity plate, three large characters shimmered with metallic luster.

Sun Zhi could see at a glance that this identity tag was made of gold, and the shape was very elegant, so it should be expensive.

Is it called Shen Xiaohong?

It doesn't look like you can't afford to live in first class, so I guess I haven't bought a ticket before, right?

Sun Zhi thought wildly in his heart, and then under the guidance of the flight attendant, he went to the position where the woman was sitting before.

Although he was lowered from first class to second class, Sun Zhi was fine except for feeling that the space was a little crowded, and he immediately began to close his eyes and recuperate.

After all, it takes a lot of time to fly from China to Citigroup, and sleeping is obviously the best way to pass the time.

In this way, Sun Zhi slept seven or eight times intermittently along the way.

However, when he opened his eyes, he realized that there was still a small half of the way left.

"It's going to be painful." He couldn't help but smile bitterly.

At this moment, a flight attendant walked next to Sun Zhi, and then said, "Mr. Sun, the lady from before has eased up, and she hopes to meet you."

Hearing this, Sun Zhi suddenly looked stunned.

What's so nice about yourself?

"Okay, no problem."

He nodded, and then followed the stewardess back to her previous position in first class.

And the woman named Shen Xiaohong was looking at him with a smile.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Sun Zhi was a little hairy when he was watched.

"Thank you for helping me before."

"It's nothing, when you're out and about, you just have to help each other, don't care."

Sun Zhi waved his hand indifferently.

Hearing this, Shen Xiaohong immediately smiled, and then handed a business card to the other party.

"This is my business card, if you need anything after you arrive at Citigroup, you can just call me."

When the words fell, Shen Xiaohong didn't wait for Sun Zhi to speak, and turned around and left.

Looking at the back of the other party's departure, Sun Zhi couldn't help but laugh dryly, and then looked at the business card in his hand.

"Vice President of Shen's Capital?"

Sun Zhi's eyes widened suddenly, and his eyes looked at the business card in his hand in disbelief.

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Chapter 363 Free Reading for International Flights.